| So, close
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| But so, far away
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| I just wanna be a dreamer
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| I just wanna be a king
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| I just wanna give us
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| I just wanna be me,
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| I just wanna be free
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| I just wanna be
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| I just wanna be
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| I just wanna be
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| Put on my Dre Beats when I don’t wanna hear the world talkin'
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| The walls closing in, the studio feel like a coffin
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| But I resurrect myself every time like I’m Jesus
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| Rather walk on water in the streets niggas dying for Yeezy’s
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| Niggas sleeping outside for them J’s know how it feel to be homeless even if
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| its just for a day
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| Some of us bow our heads down when we pray, some of us bow our heads down so
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| you can miss us with a stray
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| I grew up with DeSean let that young nigga play
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| Turn to run a slant let the bullet fly Zimmerman’s way
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| I did it Eminem’s way, when I was sitting with Dre
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| It was Aftermath or die then, Busta told me ride in
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| Snoop told me if you a dragon go spit that fire then
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| Game of thrones, I made my home inside that lion’s den
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| And all my enemies I don’t know where to find them
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| But me I got like nine in
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| The son of Maya Angelou and Martin Luther
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| But my daddy was a crackhead, my mom was a booster
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| Born in the belly of Medusa with the killers and the three time losers
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| These cops pursue us, thug gangs recruit us, to carry on some torch,
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| they were taught, would improve us
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| As the system maneuvers, they just feed us manure
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| They living in paradise, we shoot it out in the sewer
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| I call myself Stat to remind myself not to be a statistic
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| As the kush get twisted my consciousness get lifted
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| We party with devils, digging graves with dull shovels
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| Diamonds on my bezel my grind on some other level
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| I’m subtle but won’t settle, all black clothes
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| They say Stat you too ghetto, my pen wrapped in turbans
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| My bombs, bass and treble
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| Fell asleep in hell, I woke up living my dreams
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| I’m a rebel
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| I just wanna be a
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| Dreamer, I see all these things with my eyes closed
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| Woke up to reality, actually in fly clothes
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| Life is such a gamble, I’m proof that the odds roll
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| So anything we planning we do it colossal
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| Hurt people that I know was dreamers, which means that just makes my grind
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| meaner
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| Let me turn my rhymes into a time machine and remind the people
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| How dope these lines can be when you’re tryna reach the higher league
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| You seem to bleed through the soul to the choir speakers
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| I am preaching, to the younger nigga I used to be
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| And usually it’s just inspiration that you can use to be
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| Bigger than the world in a world where you are user free
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| But still you live off of so much more than what you used to see
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| But who the fuck am I kidding, this shit is even new to me (word)
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| I got with Game, I got in the game, and I could chew a piece of this fresh
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| cooked filet, I could eat it every day
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| But I swear this the beginning, I be dreaming every day |